Love will end
The world and me
But
On the bottom
Of the ocean
Well hidden in gorges
There are life thriving there
Without the sun, only the volcanic heat
There is safety in the darkness
Losing yourself
I did not know that life could be so slow
When I was young
I did not understand that I was going to make my own nightmares come true
I could feel it but I did not listen to myself
Twenty five years later, Here I am trapped
Into a roleplay, I am always the loser making other people’s silly dreams come true
Other people’s agenda is ruling my life
Every day I fight either to change or to survive
Another day but time is running out and soon it will not matter anymore
I wish to leave it all behind and walk like a man free of burden feeling the warm sand under my feet and hear the eternal roar of angry waves hitting the stones at midnight
Schibolet 